[Intro: J] Yes Sir! We money man Yes Sir! Get up Bitch (Shut the fuck up!) Get up, Get up
Foreign cars, that's day A off a tour, that's every day A hundred broads, every day Getting this money- Living large, in way
(smoking dope) every day (run through your door) that's day (pulling hoes) that's day (Get money more) that's day [X2]
[Verse 1: Wiz Rapping ass There go Wiz, he a rapping ass I'm in a getting brain from a centerpiece Before you can my name you need ten at least I know they hate cause of the that a nigga see Light a J and say a prayer for my enemies.... men bunch of made ass niggas When you paid then you some paid ass niggas I heard that money grow on trees so I one Left my old bitch at got a new one Said I quit drinking but I'm back at it I said that I drinking but I'm back at it Your bitch leaving with us nigga tragic The go in the trunk....that's magic She rolling and she don't even smoke Come to your job and make it flood bet you need a boat
[Verse 2: J] I'm 20 in and I still win Hanging with the taylors gin and im dancing Sunday I ride the bugati- monday I ride benz Any and all of her friends you know I'm tossing spent (you know it), little money folded (you know it) You got one (you know it), Juicy got 4 (you know it) Only clubs I like gotta have poles ( you know it) Only fuck with model chick, but I play with (you know it) My mansion sitting on forty acres --- who the (whoooooo) bryant from the lakers...now thats paper (lets get it) And I still mob through the hood I dont need no (yes sir) Cause if you niggas getting wrong, I'mma see you (Blowww)